Here's where the story came from:
My ex-wife (mother of my girls one) and I have ALWAYS disliked, distrusted and distempered each other. It's been non-stop head-to-head since we separated. Why is not important.
This constant confrontation has always worn me down and weighed heavily on my children, as well.
When my second wife (mother of none of my children, sworn enemy of wife 1) and I split up, i had time to consider my circumstances. I could no longer live with this anger and hatred; so, I opted to simply forgive wife 1 for her transgressions. I began to respond to her in non-confrontational ways. Ultimately, the change in my perception caused a change in hers (over years, mind you). I dissolved my hate, you see, and recieved, for my troubles, a degree of peace (or, in the parable's words, love).
It recently occurred to me that no amount of confrontation would've resolved our issues or changed our dynamic. My choice to forgive cleared my part of the field, as it were. I started over. I was at the bottom of the mountain.
This is just the origin of the story. It, in NO sense, minimizes the interpretations posted here. In fact, it's only my interpretation.
I feel that the story represents a truth. Discovering a truth does not provide ownership.